Friday, December 29, 2017

Trapped like Me

You can lock me out, now your trapped inside
Can you feel me baby, we're both flying high
So blasted can you taste it, so sweet you won't waste it
Send me off to heaven, give me all your pain
spin it with a story, transfiguration explained
Lifted or just lit, what happened to those lines
Wrapped up like a present what did you hope to find?
Phased in, blazed out tripped up just your kynd
Mind was such an empty place I had to make it mine
Tamed it like it owned me, sold it all for free
Went to wash it off, now it all looks like me.
Drove me to distraction, all this talk, craving action
Like Jagger said I can't get no, but I got some traction
places that you hide me, monsters that deride me
Icon, Archon, my Furby says I'm Kubla Khan
Back, and forth, round and round, in and out, up and down
hear the sound nature calls, I don't kiss the sky
I smashed the glass and pinched her ass now that bitch is mine.
inside outside upside down, relative but can't relate
only 2 strands yet so much hate, unknowable caused such debate
resistance perfections enemy entropic confrontations
Irrational relations by design, ratios solved to spec
twisting gene pool, slimed and swallowed
now it's to late, death can be life's only fate  
transformation prohibited, babylon ltd.
One corporation under God, keeping havens decree
You can have all you desire, if you don't let them find me.
When all the lies are told, all the battles lost
All people seems to want to hear is the final cost.
No paid in dollars, bathed in. Eating up your children.
Till you open up your mind. Created by divinity.
Than it's divine sin in me.
Wrecked by my compassion, seeing self in others out fashion.
Fried my brain went unsane
Walked it off till I went lame
Now I'm lost, only self to blame.

Friday, December 22, 2017

Dreamtime

Some when I had a dream
Not far from there I died
It wasn't what I thought
Only lasted an eternity
Only resisted for a moment
Kicked and screamed
Had no legs, had no voice
Had no say, had no choice
Will I had in spades
Watch em play charades
Musical for my demise
Stripped of sense, revealed as lies
Evaluated for my sanity
A petty act of vanity
Got to make it all ok
What will all the people say
Touch me here, and push me there
Tried it all and just don't care
Buy me, try me, advertise me
Become the label make the brand
Do the deal, shake the hand
Magnetic flux in rotation
Lights are out we've been forsaken
Gods and Goddesses come undone
Dolly Faces they wear for fun
On the sly, and on the fly
Don't forget your the one that died
No one came and no one cried
It was your birth you tried to hide
Momentary time of reflection
A chance to make the right selection
ones and zero's, on and off
We are the ones that time forgot
Global escape all gone wrong
Galactic rates for writing wrong
Devious with out intent
Fixed the curves so now it's bent
Spiders and Snakes can't find my rent
Singing bowl, not heaven sent
Scented and identified 
Kissed the void
Wished I could die.
Days Nights blurred from distinction
Dreamtime and still keep blinking
Terminal distraction taken to abstraction.
Entropic visions
Centropic minds.

Saturday, December 16, 2017

If I'm a Devil why Save Me

If I'm a devil, why'd you save me
a demon, why enslave me
Witches all try to change me
when I struggled to erase me
I've been dead, I've been reborn
I rang the bells, and blew the horn
when time and space have passed me by
why do I have tears to cry
I've been home and this ain't it
but I can dig this funky shit
So many me's it's hard to find
all the spells that write my lines
gifts might have a taste just right
but me I've got that 12 d sight
head cracked open, split the skies
change the tune to write new lies
Pretender to the only throne
I'm not the king don't wear that name
Abraxas might have take blame
run amok and left a stain
everyone heed serpents call
dance or trance, or you might fall
oblivion, deaths fondest wish
tainted by that poisoned kiss
a moment of eternity
what pain made you call to me
I might work cheap
but I'm not free
chopped the wood
and fetched the water
you've been led right to a slaughter
Charlotte is that true loves kiss
a sacred vow, a fondest wish
Do you really wanna be my bitch
got that flavor got that need
be that one, feed your disease
represent till you resent
you can take me to my knees
but will you be the to please
it's time to shine, time to bleed
time to torch, time to read
the sugar skull might be deceived
broken heart might be relieved
nothing cleans the broken glass
nowhere heals the tainted past
foundations of stolen promise
surreptitious rendezvous
once for me, and once for you
suck me in, spin me out
make em scream make em shout
when all our lives are not our own
who will you be when you've been owned.
ink that promise on your skin
the ones that tell me I'm the win
just don't forget to live your sins.

Pan Say Bard.

Wednesday, December 13, 2017

No bodies Guru

Don't call me master
but sure we can fly
you been dreamin me for ever
but do you know my name
Like a hollow man from another space
sprinkled by an angels face
trapped by the dreams you all share
sworn to be a love affair
flawed and broken, and only a token
an excuse to love, excuse to lose
hungry for your abuse
used for shame used for blame
no time left for change
everything in no space
lines forgotten have been retraced
the fish don't see the water
distractions are the souls desire
eternity is lonely isolation of pity
parties of remorse, celebration of the bride
when you lit the fire did you know hope died
star struck, punch drunk
still rather rule in hell
wendy lady lies exposed
but only time caught her tell
unmade, unborn, ridden hard
new lives seem so well worn
out of the blue, or into the depths
only fools have no regrets
trippin beyond reason
armageddon of the soul
skippin past the seasons
certain and still dreamin
drippin with the treason
of a life we can't erase
and still your call delights
lost arts back for torment
revolution, heart and mind
tastes for being clever
building worlds is just a spin
let the dj cut it
just refuse to let me in
addictions fuel insanity
magik yours to take
playing with the gravity
another pole to make.
will you be a lullaby
a balm for those in pain
or will you be a flutter by
attracted by the flame.

Sunday, December 3, 2017

Why the Chase?

Chase the paper
Chase the flavor
Chase the pussy
Chase the slaver
Work the debt
Work the disease
Work your body
Shake for me
On the Floor
You better Dance
Find a partner
Use your hand
worthless, faultless, stranger
Psycho isn't for yesterday,
They are running in the halls
Selling you the Groceries
Living in your walls
Jumping through the hoops
spit on, spit out
outcast, outlast, innerspace.
trippin like I just got saved.
no one needs this toxic town
Wrappers are so pretty
colorful delightful
souless while were jaded
saints while we're faded
in place where everything only wants famous.
they say money aint a thing while handing you that cash
pushing for the edge, laughing while you crash.
these are our enlightened, our luminaries, our stars?
Sure I'm crazy, laughed at, blurred, and hazy.
I have my integrity, even my flaws look dignified.
I look squeaky clean next to predatory lies. 

Saturday, December 2, 2017

Shit Talking Sugar

I'm not your tick pony, but sure you can brush my hair.
yes I have your candy cane, and a little I savior faire.
Sure I remember the paper, But Baby it's still sex that sells
While Disney, and Cool J can keep you mezmerized
Who you think it is that writes those spells, those arn't chimes
your at the gates of hell. I remember when your granny fell.
We called it a fetish, I mean who would be eating dead fish?
But the kiss of life, and the kiss of death ended up with the same wish.
I left you in the saddest state, the world on the verge of night.
While I was banging on heavens doors, you were cleaning her floors.
It wasn't me who left, I stayed and took my licks, lost some marbles.
Got my kicks, I'm that slacker Extra, or Jin Ari?
I scream why you messing with my girl. Not like I've ever met.
I'm free range chicken no starbucks turns me on.
you wanna know where I found my light, why I let it make me mad.
Well come over into my Head Space, and we can sing an ode to joy.
I never used to dance, though I often sang along, it wasn't the motion of an ocean
it was that Syd that fucked the sky. though it was Nancy paid the fare.
I didn't come here to battle, but I can spit a little game
And I didn't come here to tattle, its not me lookin at Lame figments, ,
But if I am a figment, and you are a Fantasy
what we are, is caught in between.  Where I lost myself holo answers.
Now it's club Mt Vern Non, mostly concrete blondes.
They been shorted, and sorted, tatted and courted.
You talk about love not always what I think. your heart is all out of ink
 Holy isn't ribbons, and bows, pretty words to tame your sole.
Love isn't plastic people at garden parties wishing they could be your fad.
Closed Caption Creation TV for the Rick generations.
Morty was the SuperStar that bitch Rick Rhoade to become a Car?
Holly got some wood but it wasn't mine, though I guess I gave it the power.
Why you think they called it Baby's Shower.
If this is Thieves world you can call me ShadowsPawn.
Whoally is burnt, it's been lit, and drifted between it gets shifted phased out
why you think they call it spun. The Dead are greatful, an everyone wants eternal life.
be a child of forever, that shits in the heart and mind.
a crazy scab on eternity, serving gods flesh, it only wants your everything.
GoobleGooble Google I'm a willing sniper though I'm a bit deranged.
If I wasn't would any of us have made it this far?
P p p p people deal in ultimatums I was always a whiz kid.
and that can be sold in stores, you can make all your kids machines
you'll never find another mon to star Day time, night time, with dope beats, and honey rhymes
demands are for Amanda sometimes I fill that spot, I'm a g it's just what I came her for.
giggle girls, good time boys, I started down that walk of fame.
But even Then She knew I wasn't just a sugar skull
My potential dis astors, Trumps just a playin in da band so if you think he's out of time
believe he's out of line, make sure he's your quaking duck, be sure you check his logs.
lines are meant to form circles, tangles, knots are the domain of time. Its why no matter
what she did, Alex will always be times.
Bump to the Beat, Blow up the spot, fall in love with Mary
move, meditate, howling winds don't hesitate. a duke, a count a piece of eight.

Cen T roid